A spark of truth. A spark of an idea. A spark of hope.

A spark of...flame.

The first thing he heard was the splintering of wood. His eyes shot back, and his senses gradually returned. He felt heat, and saw red all around him. He was in mortal danger. Then he realized there was smoke and flame. In the distance, he also heard laughter. Evil, maniacal laughter. He rushed out of his room and proceeded to his parents' room. As he sprinted along the wooden corridor, he heard floors creaking and crashing. He reached his parents' room door and opened it. Flames engulfed the room and smoke was all around. He heard someone whisper, and he saw two charred corpses in the leering flame. He fell to the floor, tears enveloping his face. He gave a cry, silent, his lungs gave out. The flame threw soot in his face. It hurt, but not as much as the loss he had suffered. Tears running down, his face, he vowed he would kill the one responsible. His heart heavy, he exited the room and made his way over to the front door. Cold wind met him, as if offering its condolences. One thing also became more prominent. The laughter. It was a stupid, silly laugh which mocked him. His chest heaved with anger. He spared a glance at the source of the laughter and saw a female about his age, with ponytails and blue clouds painted across her pale skin. Turning away, he vowed that he'd kill her. He ran away, in the cold dark and hearing the same laugh.

The laughter didn't cease. Ben opened his eyes, a grim smile on his face as he saw that soon Jinx would die. He had discovered that she was a constant problem for Piltover, and by killing her, he would avenge his parents, as well as ridding the police force of her. He had anticipated she would be here at around this time, and he was right. He backed off the wall he was leaning on and jumped off the building, rushing towards the laugh which still haunted him.

'Eeek! You scared me' Jinx complained in a high-pitched voice, 'Do that again and I'll shoot you' Jinx abruptly erupted in a continuous laugh.

The laugh enraged Ben and he drew his sword and pointed it at Jinx.

'Hey, why do you want to kill me? What have I ever done to you?'

Ben stood in a silent battle against himself. Part of him knew that he had no proof that Jinx was the real murderer, but the fact that she loved bombing stuff, and was exactly the same girl he had seen the night his parents had been killed. Anger got the upper hand against reason as he lifted his sword-

He felt sharp pain as something big and metallic hit his body. He was sent staggering backwards, where he crashed into a wall.

'What the hell were you gonna do to my sister?' Vi erupted

Ben tried breathing through his hurt ribs as he tried to piece together the fact that Jinx, Piltover's most wanted criminal was Vi, the law enforcement officer's sister. He knew the police force was no easy thing to mess with, so he knew he had to run away from all three of them, Jinx included.

Sure enough, Caitlyn caught up with Vi ' 'What happened Vi? Are you allright?'

'I'm fine, but this guy isn't going to be.'

Ben sensed the hostility in Vi's voice, and knew he had only seconds to run away.

He got up, not minding the pain, and sprinted down the path. Vi was still after him, and he knew she had more stamina than him. He knew where he needed to go. He climped on top of a building with Vi on his heels, then in a swift motion dashed back underneath Vi, climbed down and entered a manhole. He closed the lid quietly behind him and trudged down the sewer path, splashing filthy water in his wake.

The manhole splashed into the water, and an angry Vi climbed down. 'Come and fight, you damned coward'

Ben laid down onto the dry timber, hearing Vi's voice fade away. He closed his eyes. I couldn't get Jinx. He punched his timber bed. Why am I even sleeping on this? Jinx could set fire to it and kill me as well. He laid there glumly as fitful sleep took over.